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In our little fantasy…..my husband owes you money. A LOT of fucking money.  You and “Joe” have been friends for a long time, but it’s getting to you. You know he’s out of work, like so many across the country, but you don’t give a fuck.  You just want your money. So you’ve made up your mind that you’re going to get what’s owed to you, one way or another.  I open the door when you knock and tell you that Joe isn’t home and you push your way in, saying you knew he wasn’t home and it wasn’t him you were coming to see anyway. The way you looked at me scared me. I tried to back away from you, but you grabbed my hair and pushed me to my knees, unzipped your pants and shoved your cock down my throat till I choked, telling me, “Suck it bitch”. When I tried to stop you, you slapped my face and deepthroated me till I almost threw up. Then you dragged me down the hall to the bedroom, ripped off my clothes and climbed on top of me. The whole time you were slam fucking me, and I was crying out for my husband but you didn’t care. It only made you fuck me harder.  When you wanted to totally humiliate Joe, you used me by turning me over and slamming your cock into my asshole…somehere no cock had EVER been. You buried my face in the bed to muffle my screaming and shoved it into my virgin asshole, all the while telling me how you were taking what was owed to you. I begged you to stop, you wouldn’t. I asked if this would erase our debt, and you said no… this was only the interest and you’d keep coming over and taking it whenever you wanted.  Violent, rough, mean. You left me crying, soaked with my tears and your cum. Used, and abused.